Page 76 of Out of Control

He slapped one cheek lightly, and Spencer lurched much harder than the light sting warranted.

“Oho! Did you like that?” Drago asked quickly.

“Yes. No. Yes.”

Drago leaned over him, the heat of his body enveloping Spencer, but without touching Spencer anywhere. “I knew you had more kink in you than you were admitting to yourself. It will be my pleasure to tan your hide the next time you need it, but I have other plans for you today.”

He reached around Spencer and gave a long, sweet tug at Spencer’s cock that reset the cock ring to a more comfortable tightness. And then something cool and slippery dribbled onto his ass.

Drago smoothed the oil across his skin, massaging his buttocks muscles deliciously, circling close to his anus and then retreating, never quite reaching the hungry little hole. It was maddening. Spencer started to squirm, but a sharp smack from Drago’s hard hand stilled him instantly. A thrill shivered up his spine.

“Spread your legs.”

He obeyed.

“Do you need me to tie your ankles to the table legs, or will you be able to stay like this no matter what I do to you?”

Spencer was shocked to discover that he liked the idea of being tied up, but maybe next time. “I’ll stay,” he mumbled.

“Good boy. Grab the far edge of the table with your hands. Same deal. I can tie your hands or you can promise not to let go.”

“I won’t let go.”

“All right, then.”

Drago moved around behind him, but Spencer couldn’t see what he was doing. Every time he heard a sound, though, his entire body tensed in anticipation.C’mon, Dray. Get on with it.

“I’m going to blindfold you, Spencer. Today I’m going to teach you to let go of control completely. I want you to hand yourself over to me body, mind, and soul. Do you want to tap out now or continue?”

Alarm, and the beginning of panic, tickled the edges of his brain. This was Drago. His Dray. He wanted this. He could do this. For Drago, he could do anything. He answered, “Continue.”

It was shocking how much the simple act of wrapping a piece of cloth over his eyes shifted his sense of control. Suddenly Drago was 100 percent in command, while Spencer was completely at sea, with no idea what came next, nor from where or when. It was exhilarating and terrifying. He reminded himself again that this was Drago. And they had a safeword.

A blunt fingertip touched his anus. He about leaped off the table in his surprise, but at the last second he remembered his promise not to move.

The slippery finger inserted its tip into his rectum, pausing while his muscles clenched and unclenched around the unfamiliar invasion.

“Been a long time, hasn’t it?” Drago murmured. “You’re as tight as you were the first time. Do you remember that? It took me nearly an hour to get your body to loosen up enough to take me. Should I give you that long today, Spencer? Or should I take you now, whether you can handle me or not?”

The finger jammed home, and he groaned at the incredible sensation of pleasurable invasion. Drago’s finger hooked inside his ass, wiggling against his prostate gland and nearly making him shout at the intensity of the sensation. Suddenly the cock ring had his undivided attention again as his body shouted to come and the ring slowed the urge just enough for him to stop from letting go.

A second finger slipped inside him. It was tight. Not painful, but close.

“Reach back and open your asscheeks for me. I want to see your hole.”

Spencer did as directed, feeling his glutes flexing against his palms in embarrassment and eagerness as he displayed himself for Drago.

A hot breath was his first and only warning that Drago was going to lick him. His entire body shuddered as that wet, sloppy tongue circled around the fingers still buried in him. His erection jerked hard against the edge of the table, desperately seeking release.

The meaty thuds made Drago chuckle. “Not yet, my eager boy. First you please me. And then maybe, if you please me enough, I let you get off.”

Drago’s words alone were enough to make him groan now. “Take me, Dray. Fuck me however you want. Do it now.”

“Impatient, are we?” Drago slipped his free hand around his hip and languidly stroked his penis, so gently it nearly made him weep with need.

“Please,” he begged.

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”

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